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Ems Roche Poem
I’ve always been a wanderer.
A gypsy with nothing
to care in the world.
Often I was misunderstood.
They say that I have a rebel blood.
But they don’t know the real me,
because I myself can’t even elaborate that.
Years ago I was a lost rebel..
now I am home.
My heart is at peace
and completely happy.
But I never regret
being a rebel.
This gypsy soul will forever
be in love with wandering.
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All wrapped up in a body that’s perfectly flawed,
grey hair showing up as the sunshine hits her head.
Imperfect skin,
pores are prominent,
Wrinkles emerged.
Brown colored complexion,
waved its glory to the sun.
Unafraid to be blushed,
a middle aged liege who’s been through a lot.
Managed to stand up against everything and anyone who stood on her way to self love.
Against all odds,
but grabbed the torch to be her real self.
And she fought and emerged victorious.
She’s a fighter and a survivor.
No one can take herself away from where she is
and to where she’s going.
She came prepared, geared up and will never give up.
Copyright © Ems Roche | Year Posted 2019
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One summer on a fields gold
Breeze so salty,
Sunlight so dazzling.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Ashes to the ground to make way
for a new life.
Indeed,
No two summers are alike.
Some took the time to enjoy the sunshine,
while others burned by its heat
but still feels divined.
Whichever we choose,
We all got nothing to loose.
Copyright © Ems Roche | Year Posted 2019
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